Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362 Interrupted

At that close proximity, even Atticus wasn't sure of coming out of that attack unscathed.

And this was even more so as he couldn't use the space element to block an attack as intense as that.

Atticus swept his gaze around the hallway, observing the devastation that was currently unfolding.

The intense explosion that had just happened was still ongoing, the scorching red wave of fire spreading out through the hall on both sides.

"Hm?" Atticus muttered, his right hand gravitating towards his forehead. As soon as his hand touched it, Atticus couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in slight shock as he felt a slight amount of sweat marring his forehead.

'I'm sweating?' Atticus's shock was completely justifiable.

He himself knew how crazy his tolerance to fire and the other elements was. It would require an intense amount of heat, enough to turn thousands to cinders just to make Atticus sweat.

But now, just the crazy temperature of the attack that had already left his spot was enough to make him sweat?

Atticus was confident that Seraphin couldn't radiate nearly enough heat to increase the surrounding temperature enough to make him sweat.

'That artifact truly is powerful,' Atticus thought, his thoughts shifting to the armor Seraphin had worn.

Atticus forced himself out of his reverie. The situation wasn't over yet.

Atticus gazed at the hallway. The explosion had already died down but his vision was still obscured by the thick amounts of smoke covering the hallway.

With a simple focus, an intense amount of wind materialized around Atticus's form, sweeping outwards and clearing out the smoke in the hallway.

As soon as the smoke cleared, Atticus's penetrating gaze instantly landed on Seraphin's pathetic form.

He was currently at the end of the hallway, deeply lodged inside the sturdy wall where the map of the academy was supposed to be displayed.

Atticus instantly started walking towards Seraphin, his footsteps resounding in the completely empty hallway.

With the intense explosion that just happened, it was as though every single sound in the area had been taken with it, the hallway being completely eerily quiet.

Atticus closed the distance in a few seconds, his gaze scrutinizing Seraphin's battered form.

His legs, arms, and head appeared to be completely bloodied, the blood supposed to be red in color tainted black because of the explosion that just took place.

His form was lodged back first into the wall, his head, arms, and legs protruding forward.

Atticus's gaze stopped on the armor Seraphin was donned in. It had already lost its radiance but despite this, Atticus was 100% sure that it was because the wearer currently had zero amounts of mana left to feed it. It looked firm and unbroken, not a single crack on its form.